Star Martial Era: The Way of Star Light Cultivation

Chapter 942: Chapter 338: The Great Saint of Survival and Brainstorming

”...How many more times do you want to die?”

Xu Jin’s words echoed like thunder in the mind of the Blood God Son, Fu Ying.

A few keywords made Fu Ying’s imagination run wild, pondering over many things.

’Tracking methods’

’How many more times to die’

Especially these words, directly led the Blood God Son to think of many possibilities, and then he began imagining a grand drama.

This Xu Jin, came specifically to hunt him down.

And his coming to the Fourth-Order Yunluo Star Domain was something he hadn’t told anyone.

But how did Xu Jin manage to track him down?

Tracking methods!

Xu Jin had placed a tracking method on him, or perhaps had some other tracking secret technique.

Theoretically, with his consecutive Blood Rebirths, it was impossible for any tracking method to trace him.

However, in this vast world, nothing is too strange.

Even an incredible thing like blood rebirth could happen to him.

Then it’s not surprising that Xu Jin has some bizarre means of tracking him.

Moreover, from Xu Jin’s words, he seems extremely knowledgeable about the Blood God Sect’s Blood Rebirth.

How many more times can you die?

Yes, how many more times can he die?

Theoretically, he could die two more times.

But if he does die two more times, then he’ll be truly ruined.

Decades of hard cultivation would vanish into thin air.

Everything would have to start from scratch, and once his Divine Soul Cultivation level drops to the First Tier and the Divine Soul Star collapses, would he still have a chance to re-cultivate?

Indeed, if he insisted on his way and ended up being killed by Xu Jin, he could still be reborn through blood.

But if Xu Jin tracks him down again, then his life would truly end.

He would genuinely die completely!

Among people who have experienced death, some can fearlessly face it.

But some become even more terrified of death.

Fu Ying is this latter type, who fears death more!

In a brief instant, numerous thoughts and ideas flashed through Fu Ying’s mind, but in the end, he stopped.

He had to stop; with the speed Xu Jin just demonstrated, even if he kept fleeing, he couldn’t escape!

Seeing the escaping Blood God Son Fu Ying stop, Xu Jin secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The first step of the plan succeeded, meaning he had found Fu Ying’s weakness.

Now the subsequent plan could proceed!

Boom!

A bolt of lightning as thick as an adult’s arm suddenly exploded tens of meters away from Fu Ying.

Sizzling thunder techniques exuded a frightening might.

The followers of the Blood God Sect, whether it was psychologically or in terms of cultivated Star Power, had a natural fear of these powers of extreme masculinity, especially Thunder Star Skill.

Watching the cascading thunder light, Fu Ying knew that if it struck him, he would be reduced to ash.

He would begin an extremely miserable third rebirth.

His cultivation would fall to the Third Tier Refining Star, and his Divine Soul Cultivation would even fall directly to the Second-tier Star Casting.

That situation would be too terrible.

Blood God Son Fu Ying knew further that Xu Jin, not intent on killing him, certainly saw that he still had value, so he wasn’t too panicked, took a deep breath, and fixed his gaze on Xu Jin.

”Fu Ying, I have a secret technique to track you, but it takes some effort. I don’t want to waste too much time on you.

At the same time, I am well aware of the cost of using the Blood Dripping Divine Pattern.

If I kill you once more, you will be half ruined.

If I kill you twice more, you will be completely ruined, devoid of any value.

So, would you like to become my captive?” Xu Jin’s Thunder Wings flashed behind him, surrounded by lightning, resembling a Heavenly God.

Fu Ying looked up at Xu Jin, instead of answering, he asked, ”Can I live? If I become your captive, will you let me leave alive?”

”As long as you can give me what I want, naturally you will live. A dead you is of no value to me.”

After speaking, Xu Jin continued, ”Moreover, you have the Blood Dripping Divine Pattern, even if I go back on my word, you can be reborn through blood after dying here.

But, why not try this chance to live now?

Surviving once less should be very important to you now.” Xu Jin persuaded.

The Blood God Son Fu Ying had to admit, Xu Jin was an expert persuader.

Every sentence hit the mark in his heart, struck at his vital points.

Surviving once less was crucial for him now.

Since there was a way to survive, why not try it?

”Alright.”

As Fu Ying agreed, the Blood God Sect members behind, with sharp eyes started sneaking away, for instance, the Altar Master Long Yu, who Xu Jin thought could be called the Great Saint of the Deceptive Path.

But more were the frenzied believers of the Blood God Sect, each rushing forward to protect the Blood God Son at all costs.

”It’s a misunderstanding, he’s an old friend, didn’t recognize at first, all of you stand down.” The Blood God Son Fu Ying waved his hand.

”Go wait for me in that wooden hut over there. Don’t let your Hall Master escape.”

”Understood.”

Upon Fu Ying’s command, just as he turned to fly towards the wooden hut on the other side of the valley to rest, Xu Jin’s Thunder Wings behind him gave a jolt, and he directly turned into a phantom and disappeared.

After he vanished, the booming sonic blasts started to sound.

This scene directly shattered that bit of luck that just floated in the mind of Blood God Son Fu Ying.

Just moments ago, he was still thinking of taking the opportunity to flee while Xu Jin pursued others.

But the speed Xu Jin just displayed was at least five times, even six times faster than his own.

Impossible to escape.

He better obediently cooperate.

After the Willow Catkins Star Pattern was deduced to the Eighth Tier Middle, Xu Jin’s normal speed already exceeded four hundred meters per second, and now under the four times flow flash speed, within just one breath, he caught up with the Great Saint of the Deceptive Path Long Yu who had escaped for over a dozen breaths.